When he raised his hand in shock, it was like the ancient god falling into his palm, and a wave of ripples visible to the naked eye swept out quickly, shaking like thunder, like thousands of troops and horses, with a strong momentum, facing the attack of the demon dragon group.

The attack of the demon dragon group was like an angry sea that swept the heavens and the earth, mighty enough to drown everything.

As a result, under Chu Jingtian's palm, it was as if he had hit a reef, and all the attacks were annihilated by the shaking at this moment. It's like a bubble, popping.

"How is that possible?"

Flying at the forefront, the angry black-scaled demon dragon closed his eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, he fluttered his wings quickly, and his body tossed up, dodging the majestic palm.

But the four-winged snake that followed closely behind the black-scaled demon dragon didn't have time to dodge.

This four-winged serpent is one hundred and twenty feet long, its wings spread all over the world, its head is born with a single horn, it is covered in green scales and no claws, its fangs are exposed, and it is extremely ferocious. In order to reach the middle stage of the Eight Realms, there is only one step away from reaching the peak of the Eight Realms.

As a result, under this palm, it was as if it had been hit by a mountain peak, and the muscles and bones of the whole body crackled and exploded on the spot. It's like a dead wood twig under a monstrous flood, without the slightest ability to resist.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, he was bombarded into a piece of meat on the spot.

"Poof!"

A green dragon did not dodge and was grazed by this palm.

The wings and half of the body were shattered, and the huge body fell directly from the air, and the damaged body could be seen in all internal organs, and it looked like it could not survive.

"Bang! bang!"

The remaining palm power surged, shaking away several other demon dragons.

In a muffled voice, the three-headed demon dragon fell uncontrollably from the sky.

Whew!

The aftermath rolls and the dust rolls up.

At this moment, there was a dead silence in Mingtang Mountain, and everyone was stunned and at a loss.

Zhao Huaide almost didn't pop out his eyes, looking at all this in disbelief. The long sword in Sun Qishan's hand fell to the ground with a 'clang', without knowing it.

Several disciples of Master Chai were even more struck by lightning.

Only Lu Jianli clapped his hands and shouted:

"Boss, kill these demon dragons and let them know how powerful our dungeon is!"

The audience was amazed.

It was only at this time that everyone reacted, and the strength of this bronze ghost, who had been silent, was actually powerful and terrifying.

The major families of Mingtang Mountain were even more remorseful, and they actually looked away.

Lu Jianli tried his best to invite Chu Jingtian from the underworld, but they chose to ignore it, and instead praised Master Chai to the sky.

"This ......"

Even if Master Chai has hundreds of years of Qi cultivation kung fu, he is so shocked that he can't close his mouth at this moment.

"You ......"

A hint of fear appeared in the eyes of the black-scaled demon dragon.

The other party just raised his hand and killed the two demon dragons, seriously injuring the three-headed demon dragons. Such power is simply beyond his imagination. How did these families of Mingtang Mountain invite such a strong man?

However, there was no time for him to think about these questions at all, because out of the corner of his eye, he already saw that Chu Jingtian had already raised his right hand again.

"Whew!"

Already like a frightened bird, the black-scaled demon dragon barely hesitated, flapping its wings and churning up quickly. At the moment when he flew into the void, Chu Jingtian's right hand had already fallen like thunder.

"Boom!"

The loud roar of thunder resounded in vastness.

A huge palm was already falling from the air.

This hand is hundreds of feet long, and it is even larger than their size. Under this giant palm, these demon dragons are like mosquitoes and flies, and they have no resistance.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the three demon dragons who didn't have time to dodge were directly slapped by this slap, and fell directly from the sky to the ground.

"Boom!"

This palm fell, and the entire Mingtang Mountain trembled violently.

Zhao Huaide, Sun Qishan and others only felt numb under their feet, and the whole person almost jumped up. By the time the giant palm dispersed, the three-headed demon dragon had already been crushed alive, turning into a puddle of flesh, unable to distinguish its original appearance.

There are twelve demon dragons, and there are only seven left in two moves.

"Wait!wait!"

Seeing that Chu Jingtian was about to strike again, the black-scaled demon dragon hurriedly shouted in fright.

"You can't kill me!"

"If you kill me, the White Dragon King will definitely not let you go! The White Dragon King's strength has reached the Eight Realms Perfection, if you kill me, even if you exhaust the Yellow Springs and Blue Fall, you will not be able to escape death!"

"White Dragon King?"

When everyone heard this, their hearts were shocked.

Especially Zhao Huaide and the others, they looked at Chu Jingtian nervously.

However, Chu Jingtian was not moved at all, and instead of slowing down the posture of the raised right hand, he suddenly bent forward and shook it.

"Boom!"

With a burst of roaring, I saw countless winds quickly converge, directly forming a huge palm. And this palm directly encompassed the black-scaled demon dragon in it, just like Chu Jingtian, and suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it.

This big hand is 3,600 feet, covering the top of everyone's heads, and the momentum shrouded is like the hands of gods and demons. Huge shadows cast down, and darkness shrouded it.

Including the black-scaled demon dragon, the remaining seven demon dragons are all in this big palm.

"No!"

Feeling this palm gradually curl, the black-scaled demon dragon suddenly let out a terrible roar. He knew that once this giant was in his hands, no matter how strong his strength was, he would have to be crushed under this palm.

He flapped his wings and fled quickly, and cried out in terror:

"As long as you let me go, I will leave Mingtang Mountain immediately. I swear that I will never set foot in the Mingtang Mountain again, nor will I take revenge on these families, as long as you can spare me......"

However, the speed of Chu Jingtian's handshake still did not slow down in the slightest.

These 3,600 zhang giant palms, to these demon dragons, were like an impassable heavenly stream, even if he flew with all his strength, he couldn't escape from this big hand.

Seeing that Chu's earth-shattering killing intent had been decided, the black-scaled demon dragon's face was like ashes, at this last moment, he took a deep breath, and all the demonic qi flowed up, turning into a torrent and spitting out:

"White Dragon King, save me!"

Rumble!

A terrifying loud sound came out frantically, fluctuating in both the real world and the spiritual plane, quickly spreading in all directions. Mixed with the echo of the mountain wall, like thunder, the shock rolled, and the horror was endless.

"Die!"

However, at the moment when this voice came out, Chu shook the sky and drank in a deep voice.

The big palm was already quickly put away, directly holding the black-scaled demon dragon and the remaining five or six demon dragons in the palm of his hand. With a crackling explosion, blood flowed from the fingers of the giant palm.

The breath is completely cut off!

At this moment, there was a dead silence in Mingtang Mountain.

(End of chapter)